Chapter 2: A Little Chat

Soda, Pony and Louis began watching television more. Darry then called Soda's name. Soda got up.

"Time for his massage," said Soda smiling. "I think I'm gonna put him to sleep this time."

Soda walked to the back of the house while Ponyboy and Louis sat there watching TV more. Pony then decided to make conversation.

"So…where are you from?"

Louis turned his attention to Ponyboy.

"I'm not sure."

Ponyboy was confused. How do you not know where you are from? He seemed like he was around his age. Ponyboy thought more. He could have amnesia.

"How old are you?" asked Ponyboy.

"Thirteen."

"So am I."

"Cool."

There was a slight silence. Then Louis decided to ask questions.

"Where are you parents?"

Ponyboy looked down for a minute. Louis then realized he said something wrong. He instantly felt bad. Pony responded though.

"They died a while ago."

"Oh…sorry."

"What about your parents."

"I-I-I. I can't say right now."

Ponyboy became even more confused. What was with this kid? Pony decided to drop the conversation right there. He guessed if the guy didn't want him know, then he didn't need to know. Ponyboy continued.

"You can meet the gang tomorrow."

"A gang!"

"Well, not a real shoot and stab type. Just a bunch of friends."

"Oh. What are they like?"

Ponyboy thought for a minute.

"Well, you've already met my brothers. Sodapop's best friend is Steve. He's pretty good with cars."

Ponyboy didn't want to get into detail with how much he like Steve. He continued.

"The joker of the gang is Two-Bit-"

"That's his real name?"

Ponyboy laughed.

"No. It's Keith. We call him that because he always gets in two bits worth. The toughest one is Dally. He's from New York and pretty wild. There's also Johnny. He's kinda not wanted at home, so he hangs out with us a lot."

Louis had then thought of something but quickly changed his mind. He didn't like the thought. Ponyboy got up and yawned.

"I'm gonna go to bed. Let one of my brothers know if you need anything."

"Okay. Good night."

"Good night."

Ponyboy walked to the back of the house while Louis pulled himself onto the couch. He leg was hurting like crazy. He pulled up his pants leg. There was good cut on his leg.

"Geez! Where did you get that from?"

Louis looked up quickly. He hadn't realized that Sodapop had walked back into the living room.

"Oh! Um…It was when I was running in the woods. It's not that bad."

Soda shook his head.

"It's bad alright. You need a bandage. Darry told me something was wrong with your leg. He said you had trouble getting out of the truck and was limping on the way to the front door. I'll be right back."

Soda walked to the bathroom. He reached into the cabinet and grabbed a couple of things. They always kept First aid stuff in their house because the gang being in rumbles. He remembered in the rumble against Shepard's gang, his head was busted open. That had to be the worst headache ever.

Sodapop thought about this kid. He was very mysterious. He looked like he had been hurt somewhere. Soda could see why Darry picked him up. If he knew his brother, he would have felt sorry for the kid. He was walking down the street in the rain too. He could get phenomena!

As Soda walked out of the bathroom, he wished that his older brother showed how much he cared for Ponyboy. He walked up to the front and wrapped the bandage around Louis' leg. When he finished, he decided to head to bed.

"Go ahead and go to sleep," suggested Sodapop. "Let your leg rest."

"Okay."

"Do you sleep with the TV on or off?" Soda does that sometimes.

"Off."

"Okay." Soda cut off the television. "Good night."

"Good night."

Soda walked to his room. Before Louis went to sleep. He climbed out of the couch and got on bended knees. He put his hands together and closed his eyes. He then said,

"God. Please forgive me for what I have done. Amen."

He climbed back onto the couch and rested his leg. He was out like a light. He hadn't slept in two days.